'm the coolest shit, especially when I throw on all my Gretzky Got my S-S-Smith and Wessie to protect me so respect me This is heavy, new Bentley, color
wanna throw-up Answer in a session with me? You better flow tough Offended? Don't agree with what I'm sayin' nigga? So what? Now I gotta teach you respect
you peep the game Too $hort, you know I'm the man I lend my brother a hand cause I know I can I keep going and goin but I'm not the pink bunny I'm not
I try, The way you talk to me but still I say I love you, I'm ashamed you can see it in my eyes, Momma always told me to respect the woman, But what am
And my prediction is you're gonna probably fall Either somewhere in the lobby or the hallway wall And every thing's spinning, you're beginnin' to think Women are swimming in pink
don't wanna turn ya loose Scared to moan around you, it's all I can say is "Ooh" My favorite panties of yours the ones that's see-through One wit the pink
you get the third degree like my society secret n***ers run so much we spend a grip on them sneakers i'd rather stand and fight there's no respect for
cab shit Clit was hangin' out her panties with no where to stash it It was classic Nowadays shes laid back, helpin' me perfect my rap Only pink and
, jesus, is the ... ah, ah, ah! oh jesus, ... (in the house ya all come on!) ...for a real wild shit, ain't to tell.. that i look pink shit, ain't to
a homey A little Juliet, when [Incomprehensible] she'll console me When I'm all lonely, knows how to hold me A little tight shawty, know what I mean? Little attitude but not controlling With them pink
Had shit locked before I had a glock to even put my hands on Before I had the doe to put my fams on Before I had rocks sealed in pink tops, tryin' to
take knowledge rap What? They want you on their bases Cause if you bring out the brown, you're racist But if you bring out the pink, well wait, it's
the man I want to be? Chorus (David Byrne, The Crack Alley Children's Choir & Gift of Gab) People grow in my back yard In my garden, in my heart Pink
I try, the way you talk to me but still I say I love you, I'm ashamed you can see it in my eyes, momma always told me to respect the woman, but what am
the cash H-A-R-D-R-O-C-K yo BK no, oh, oh, oh [Bridge] You ain't gotta love what I do, like what I do But you gon' respect what I do I don't like nothin
try, The way you talk to me but still I say I love you, I'm ashamed you can see it in my eyes, Momma always told me to respect the woman, But what am
we was chillin./South side,Swole brothas,who long ass braids,who real niggas stackin millions to tha ceilin./And naw I aint a soul,but got into it with dollar and rocked pink